She is looking not only surprised, but unnerved.

This ebullition of wrath on the part of her mild guardian has been a slight shock to her.
"Tell me ?" persists she.
"Tell you! what is there to tell you?
I should think the veriest infant would have known she oughtn't to come here." "I should think an infant would know nothing," with dignity.

"All your scientific researches have left you, I'm afraid, very ignorant.

And I should think that the very first thing even an infant would do, if she could walk, would be to go straight to her guardian when in trouble." "At this hour ?" "At any hour.

What," throwing out her hands expressively, "is a guardian _for_, if it isn't to take care of people ?" The professor gives it up.